My Fiery Finish

Summary

On the day of the World Rally Championship finals, I pressed the accelerator to the floor, ready for the final dash.

The next moment, the engine exploded in a deafening roar, and thick smoke instantly filled the cockpit.

Flames spread toward the fuel tank. I yanked at the door, desperate to jump out, but the handle wouldn’t budge, and the brakes felt welded in place.

In that instant of despair, my husband’s voice came through the comms.

“Attention, all teams, no need to rescue her. My wife is the Iron Racer!